Niall's P.O.V:
I hate my life, I mentally confessed to myself. Well, not literally. It's just that Mr. Hellman, our literate teacher, explained the reason I'm loosing grades, it's because I'm failing in literate. Crazy huh? But I confess, literate isn't my most like-able class. He told me I should take care of myself and pay attention in class more or I may fail this year, although I can't fail in college, I just can't.
I came back home, particularly crawling to reach my apartment's door. When I changed clothes and laid on the couch, I decided to check my phone, maybe call Bel. I smiled, her name makes me smile every time I see her, hear her voice or even think about her. I sighed happily, switching on my phone to find I have one voicemail from Bel. At first I was happy she called, but when I heard her brittle voice, my stomach twitched.
"Hey Niall, it's Bel... I called to tell you that I'll be away for a while. And by away, I mean outside of country. I'm sorry I haven't told you the news earlier, you had the full right to know. I love you, you know that right? You bought a smile to my face, after years of frowns, you had the ability to make me truly smile once again. So I have to thank you for that, thank you. Thank you for making me realize that life can be changed if we want to. Thank you for making me smile when I didn't want to. Thank you for telling me everything's gonna be okay when they weren't. Thank you for being there. Thank you for loving me. And thank you for caring about me. You made blossom, like flowers in springs. You showed me I was worth it when I know I wasn't. You told me I'm beautiful when I know I am not. But overall, I just wanna thank you, for everything. I love you, goodbye" She spoke but sobs filled the speakers and my face turned pale.
No way am I letting her go this easily. She isn't going anywhere without me, she need to be my side, I need to protect her, to love her and tell her everything's gonna be alright. She is literally crazy if she thinks I'm gonna give up on us THAT easily. I sighed in frustration, my fingers made their way to my hair, stroking it a bit. I have to go to her, explain to her that she's not leaving without me, she can't just leave easily. I want her, I need her.
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I knocked on her apartment door, scratching my back nervously. I was afraid she'll push me away, like she always does. But I need her to know that life without her, isn't just dull, but not even a life, if you ask me. I waited for a few moments and she opened the door, a smile plastered on her lips. But it twitches into a slight un-pleased O-shaped mouth. I look to her in confusion, is something wrong?
"Niall..." She says softly making my entire body shiver under her words. I haven't said a word, I just pulled her into a tight and warm embrace, nuzzling my face into her neck as she wrapped her arms around my own. We stayed frozen for a moment, the only voice that can be heard is her slight sobs and my fast heart beats.
"Shhhh baby, don't you cry" I say, stroking her hair slowly. Humming a tune of one of her best songs, recovery by James Arthur. It's really surprising and impressing her taste in music is. She has this thing for James Arthur, when she talk about him sometimes and about his eyes and how it sparkles, I get jealous, so what? It's nothing new and when she reads my unreadable expression, she teases me. But she sounds like a Justin Bieber fan, you know, the ones who scream bloody murder if some new updates about him came out? Yup, she acts like that. I laugh mentally but then, one of her light sobs snapped me back from reality.
"Bel?" I heard a familiar voice of some male. A voice I dislike, more like despise. What is HE doing here?
Bel breaks outer embrace and turns her face to look at the curly haired boy. My body tense and I wanted a bloody good reason if why he's here. She smiles softly at him, her eyes filled with an unknown feeling. Unknown, I say.
"Sorry, I was just explaining the plan to Niall" She sniffed and whipped her tears away. My shirt is soaked with salty tears, but then again, so what? All I want to know is what is that douche doing here?
"It's okay, are you okay though?" He asked, taking a step closer towards her. One more step and I won't hesitate punching you, my mind spoke furiously.
"What is he doing here?" I asked, red in the face but cold in the heart. When I become furious, there is no turning back until I find out the reason if it's cause.
"I was just saying goodbye, y'know, before I go...?" She said, it came more like a question than an answer, that's not an convincing or logical answer! She can tell him farewell tomorrow in UNI, do why is he here?
"You know he's in the same college as us, you can freaking say your farewell tomorrow" I said through gritted teeth and she backed away, wearing a shocked expression.
"In case you don't know, I haven't talked to him in 2 weeks" She said sternly. Don't fight with her, my mind reminded me. Shrugging, I looked at her with a cold expression.
"So what?" I asked, my tone even but cold. She took another step back, her back almost touching his body.
"He's one of my closest friends! If it doesn't matter to you, them that's not my problem to stress-out for" She said, her face held a blank expression and anger took over me. Please don't do this, my mind insisted. Too late.
"I CAN'T BELIEVE YOUR STANDING FOR HIM AND AGAINST YOUR BOYFRIEND! ARE YOU CHEATING ON ME?!! ARE YOU?!!!" I shouted loud enough to gather most of the neighbours attention. She stared at me, her gaze never leaving mine, her lips formed a slight 'O' as she stepped towards me. Slapping me across the face real hard, it hurt like hell. I held my cheeks with one hand as I watched her back away a bit.
"Don't you ever underestimate me, go away..." She said, her voice barely cracking at the end. What have I done?
"Bel.." I say but she cuts me off right away.
"Go away, I hate you, don't you understand?! I FUCKING HATE YOU! NOW LEAVE!" She yelled at the top her lungs, slamming the door in my face. I gazed the door for a good 20 minutes before I decided to leave. My face was pale as snow but a red mark on my right cheek. She made it clear. She made everything clear. She hated me, she hates me. I was hoping to win Bel's heart but now I had won nothing but a broken heart of mine.
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